Max died serenely last night at about 11PM. I'd never 'midwifed' a death before, but it was probably one of, if not the most beautiful experiences I have ever had. He went on his own terms, unrushed, no euthanasia, and yet no apparent suffering. He was in my arms and surrounded by love, and when it was time he just inhaled and exhaled two soft, deep breaths. I wasn't even sure he was gone at first. I don't think any of us could wish for a more gracious, gentle exit.
A class act. A true little gentleman in the end. I still feel his presence.
This picture was taken yesterday late morning. I find it extraordinary. The white bar separating Max and Pookie is a bar of light coming in through the window. I think you will agree, its significance is obvious.
Thank you, Friends, for your continued prayers. Please add Max to your Powa today if you are performing one. Thanks especially to Sharon Guskin, for her presence and gentle guidance in Buddha/Creator's love during this important time.
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